Li Wenbo's thoughts were unknown to Li Xiaotian. If he had known, he might have disdained him, blaming the weapon and indicating the other party's lack of confidence.
Once one reached the Overlord level, there was only a suitable combat style; weapons played only a minor role. Unless it was a divine artifact, it could not significantly alter the course of battle.
At this moment, Li Xiaotian's long saber was merely a low-grade heavenly weapon, not posing a significant threat to an Overlord-level expert.
With each saber strike from Li Xiaotian, Li Wenbo could only dodge. Li Xiaotian's saber was too powerful, making him timid and putting him at a disadvantage.
However, as Li Xiaotian pressed forward step by step, Li Wenbo's state of mind became increasingly chaotic. His eyes grew more furious, his expression contorted, and his aura became disordered.
"Damn it!!!"
Nearly struck by Li Xiaotian's saber again, Li Wenbo roared in anger, his eyes flashing with ferocity as he glared at Li Xiaotian.
Perhaps even he himself did not realize that he was gradually losing control of his emotions.
His rapid advancement had outpaced his mental state, which could not yet match the power he now wielded.
"Kill!!! Li Xiaotian, die!!!"
Suddenly, Li Wenbo let out a roar, took a saber strike from Li Xiaotian head-on, and charged directly at him.
He would no longer dodge!
"Boom!"
Instantly, it was as if flames erupted from Li Wenbo's body, his aura surging. He burned his vital blood to further enhance his strength.
His state of mind was completely shattered!
"Boom!"
Li Wenbo threw a punch, his blood boiling. The power of his surging qi and blood struck towards Li Xiaotian, shattering the saber strike with a single blow.
Following that, he continuously threw punches, sometimes a red fist silhouette, sometimes a bloody torrent. His own power was unleashed madly, pressing Li Xiaotian back.
Li Xiaotian's expression also became unusually solemn. Li Wenbo had gone mad!
At this moment, Li Wenbo's state of mind was in chaos, like a demon. Even if Li Xiaotian struck him with his saber, he paid no mind and continued his assault.
His frenzied attacks, however, gradually reversed his disadvantage, forcing Li Xiaotian to retreat.
"Li Xiaotian! Come on!!! Don't you look down on me? Come and fight me to the death!"
Li Wenbo roared, his eyes filled with madness. Although his mental state was chaotic, his consciousness remained clear. Seeing Li Xiaotian forced back by him, he felt a surge of excitement.
"One cannot achieve greatness without madness," perhaps this was the unique nature of the Blood Sea technique.
As long as there were living beings, he could recover from any injury. What was there to fear?
Moreover, he had absorbed so much blood before, his foundation was solid. He could exhaust Li Xiaotian to death.
This was perhaps the true combat style of a Blood Child: be mad, be fierce!
"Bang!"
Li Xiaotian was hit by Li Wenbo's punch and retreated rapidly, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Li Wenbo became even more excited. He could actually wound Li Xiaotian!
"Heh heh, Li Xiaotian, so you're not that strong either!"
Li Wenbo sneered contemptuously. He was gradually regaining his composure. He had been provoked repeatedly by Li Xiaotian earlier, causing his mental state to falter, making him believe he was no match for the other party.
Now that he was slowly coming to his senses, the Blood God Physique was invincible at the same level. Ancient records spoke of Overlord-level experts slaying Heavenly-level opponents, so how could his strength be weaker than Li Xiaotian's?
"Hmph! Killing you is enough!"
Li Xiaotian replied calmly, his heart unmoved. Was Li Wenbo strong? Yes, but he didn't feel invincible.
Furthermore, he still had many trump cards he hadn't used. If Li Wenbo's strength could only reach this level, his end was near.
"Bang!"
Li Wenbo landed another punch on Li Xiaotian. The fist silhouette instantly transformed into a red tide, engulfing Li Xiaotian and dragging him back forcefully.
"Hahaha, Li Xiaotian, come on! Strike me again! Why are you dodging?"
Li Wenbo laughed heartily, hitting Li Xiaotian several times in succession, gradually regaining his confidence and feeling a sense of exhilaration.
"Die!"
Li Wenbo roared and charged forward. As he ran through the air, his body transformed into a bloody torrent. Then, the torrent surged and became a massive blood-colored python, opening its giant maw to swallow Li Xiaotian.
On the ground, the various experts and Long Fifteen and his group watched this scene with tense expressions, unconsciously clenching their fists tightly.
"The situation is not good! Li Xiaotian might not be able to defeat the Blood Child."
An expert whispered with evident worry. If Li Xiaotian was defeated, everyone present would die.
"Hmph! Li Xiaotian was wrong from the start. He was too confident and underestimated the Blood Child, not asking for help and trying to deal with the Blood Child alone. As a result, he made one mistake after another, and even we might be implicated by him!"
Someone gritted their teeth and whispered. It was the old man who had lost an arm to Long Fifteen earlier. A hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, as if he had completely forgotten that Li Xiaotian had spared their lives.
Some of the surrounding crowd frowned upon hearing this, while others nodded instinctively, their faces showing displeasure. Clearly, they agreed with the old man's statement.
"What if we leave here first and spread the news, requesting reinforcements from various factions?"
Someone suggested, their eyes flickering, wanting to escape immediately.
Upon hearing this, the severed-arm old man's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement.
"Yes! We should leave and seek reinforcements. Staying here might lead to us being implicated by Li Xiaotian!"
"Senior Fan, I'm afraid the people from the Dragon King Hall won't let us leave."
Someone in the crowd reminded him, glancing at Long Fifteen and his group in the distance. Li Xiaotian had previously ordered the Dragon King Hall to seal off Linhai City, with a death penalty for anyone attempting to leave. It would be difficult for them to leave.
"Hmph! How dare they?! If we leave to seek reinforcements, it is to save Li Xiaotian! It is to rectify his mistake. These people are merely Li Xiaotian's lackeys. How dare they obstruct us?"
The severed-arm old man snorted coldly, looking at Long Fifteen in the distance with a trace of resentment. He would not easily forget the revenge for his severed arm. Once he left here, he would definitely find a way to delay everyone before passing on the news. Otherwise, how could he avenge his severed arm?
"Let's go! Everyone, come with me. I don't believe Li Xiaotian's subordinates dare to stop us?"
The severed-arm old man declared, then ascended into the sky first, flying towards the city gates. Behind him, many people followed, preparing to leave, while only a few remained.
"Alas! Old Fan is being foolish. If he leaves now, he will anger the people from the Dragon King Hall."
Someone among those who stayed whispered with complex emotions. The severed-arm old man was a peak Emperor-level expert. Seeing Li Xiaotian about to lose, instead of planning to join forces to help Li Xiaotian later, he was solely focused on leaving. This behavior was rather selfish.
"Buzz!"
As the severed-arm old man and his entourage were about to leave the city, Long Fifteen drew his sword and struck, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Presumptuous!!!"
Seeing this, the severed-arm old man was enraged, his face contorted. He and the people around him joined forces to block Long Fifteen's sword.
"Those who leave the city without permission shall be killed without mercy!"
Long Fifteen flew in on his sword, his expression icy, speaking unhurriedly as his killing intent enveloped the severed-arm old man and his group.